Isle Of Girls, Part 4

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Published: 21-Jan-2012

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Oh god this island was awesome. Even after the bondage rape of two of their queens, Tessa and Lisa, the citizens of the island treated me with courtesy, even respect. In fact, both queens not only forgave me for the actions in the dungeon, they loved me better for them. As I left Queen Lisa's realm, she stood at the bottom of the pyramid and tearfully waved at me, shouting, "Come again, oh please, do come again!" Her brown-haired advisor Rachel simply smiled and looked down, her immature nipples perking at the memory of what we did. Tessa had gone ahead with her two guards, so I was left alone to go back. I started on the long trek back to Tessa's realm, where I ruled alongside the prepubescent Asian.

On my way back, I decided to swing by a lake that was in this tropical forest. I hoped to enjoy nature for a bit, and see some more of this idealistic tropical island.

The lake did not disappoint me. It was gorgeous, with crystal clear water flowing in from a short but nonetheless impressive waterfall. The lake itself, which could have been perfect for swimming, fishing, anything, fit in perfectly with the light blue sky and the tropical greenery bordering it. I decided to sit a while on a rock and listen to the birds chirp, the tree leaves rustle, the water splash, and...singing?

I opened my eyes, and saw, across the river, a girl was collecting water. I could not see her face very well, but her body was perfect. Judging from her size, she was about eight. She was Eurasian, with brown eyes and brown-gold hair, and an angular face. Her ass moved enticingly as she scooped water into the buckets she had brought, and her pure, crystalline singing drifted across the gem-like water. I was hooked, but also noticed she was of the poorer class, as told by the bracelets around her wrist and legs, which were wood (the better the bracelets, and the more there are, the higher class one is. Queens such as Tessa and Lisa wore gold ones, and many).

As I watched her, I also saw several dark figures creeping behind her. I was going to call out a warning, but, seeing that there were three of them, decided not too. Although I could have taken on the three, I would have had to swim across the river...but then, maybe I should, because then...

While I was pondering such things, the three feel upon her. They were all girls (I had expected little else), but were cruel. I also noticed that none wore bracelets. I was able to find a nice little path around the lake, and settled behind some bushes to watch the action, and perhaps to intervene if necessary. The first girl, who I shall call Blackie (for want of a better name) was, of course, black. Her brown hair was tied up in a ponytail with some string or another. She had a baby face, as if she had never grown past four, although she looked to be about seven.

The second I'll call Mound, because her pussy was quite interesting. She was Native American by the looks of it, with black hair, brown eyes, and brown skin. What really amazed me was her pussy, which stuck out like a mosquito bite from between her legs. She looked to be about five, which made this even more surprising.

The last was an Indian girl, who I nicknamed Priya. She was the oldest, being around nine, and had her long hair braided down her back. Despite being the oldest, she was quite short, but, although her face and eyes looked kind, there was a steel in them that made the other two back down. She was the one who initiated it, and pushed the Eurasian down onto her back.

While the Eurasian was trying to get up, Mound kicked her down again, and stepped on he back. The Eurasian, who I later learned was Jessica (I never found out the names of the other three) stayed unusually quiet and didn't move. "Invading our waterhole again, huh Jessica?" sneered Blackie. She sat on Jessica's stomach and pinned her arms.

Jessica was still, and turned her head away. "Bah, she never says anything", said Priya, who gave Jessica a kick in the vagina.

"Still, maybe that's better. I think we can have more fun with her today, 'cause nobody cares about her."

I could have sworn I saw flame in Jessica's eyes, and wondered why she didn't fight back.

"Can I go first?" Mound says to Priya. Priya nods. Mound looks delighted, and walks to Jessica's face. She pinches Jessica's nose, forcing her to open her mouth. Then Mound sticks her weird pussy into Jessica's mouth, and begins to pee. Jessica chokes a bit, but does not spit, and, by the time Mound is done, Jessica has drank a good amount of urine. She looks miserable, but Mound looks delighted.

"She likes it, I think! She's a who-ore, she's a slu-ut!" Mound sings.

Priya simply smiles, then points to Blackie. "You wanna go next?" Blackie nods yes. She then moves up from her place on Jessica's chest to her face, and sits there.

"You better sit on her legs", Blackie says, "or she might kick." Mound obligingly sits on Jessica's legs. I noticed that Priya's hand had strayed to her pussy, and that her middle finger was on the verge of entrance.

Blackie then sits on Jessica's face, and hard. She applies pressure, mashing her buttocks and pussy into Jessica's mouth and nose. She laughs at Jessica's muffled sounds, and is delighted when Jessica's legs start spasming.

"I wanna see if I can make her pee!"

Priya, who is outright masturbating now, responds "So long as you don't kill her, we should be fine."

Encouraged, Blackie rubs even harder into Jessica, eliciting more grunts and more leg thrashing.

"Lick it," Blackie snarls, "suck it, ya cunt!" I hear snuffling and sucking sounds, but Blackie keeps applying pressure. Finally, I see Jessica's pussy shoot out a stream of piss, that nearly hits the bushes next to me. Now Blackie leaves off the pressure, taking her dripping cunt off of Jessica's face. Jessica is breathing, taking deep gasps of air, still with girl lubricant and saliva on her face. She was weak and pitiful, and I pitied her.

Priya still hadn't gone, and now, she took out a sex toy, seemingly from nowhere. "I heard this stimulates more than just grinding", she said.

"Why don't we try it on the little whore and see what happens?" 'It' was a stone dildo, with one end shaped like a cock. The other was shaped vertically, so it could plug into a pussy, and, if the user held it well, could stay there. One could say it was a very primitive strap on. Priya stuck the plug end in her pussy, and pointed the business end toward poor Jessica.

Frowning, she said, "This doesn't excite me enough. Maybe the magic has worn off." She gave the stone cock a pump. "Nope, I still feel it. Maybe Jessica isn't hurt enough..." Priya looked at the lake, and her face lit up. "That's it! We'll drown her! Well, almost, I mean..." She looked expectantly at her two goons. "Well? What're you waiting for?"

Mound and Blackie dragged Jessica to the lake, and set it so her head was inches from the water. Blackie supported Jessica's body so that it was ready to take a cock in the ass or the pussy, doggie style. Mound had both hands on Jessica's head, ready to shove it down.

Priya rubbed the head of the stone cock against Jessica's auburn pussy.

"Ready...set.....GO!" On 'go', she shoved the cock in deep, giving a moan of pleasure as she did it. Right before that, Mound had shoved Jessica's head deep into the water, where the poor girl was releasing too much of her air too soon.

Priya appeared not to care, taking great ecstasy from the stone cock.

"This is...mnph...even better...oh yess.....then having her...suck it!" The last word of this statement was punctuated with an exceptionally violent thrust, followed by the suspicious lack of bubbles from Jessica. Mound nearly tore Jessica's hair out as she lifted Jessica's head out of the water.

Jessica was coughing violently, and spat out lots of (hopefully clean) water. As soon as she started to breathe deeply again, she had her head shoved violently underwater again. Priya gave a gasp of contentment as that happened, taking great pleasure in the sadistic water torture of poor Jessica.

Every once in a while, Priya would switch from pussy to anal sex, doing it very smoothly. Jessica, poor girl, couldn't say or do anything. Finally, after what seemed like an hour of hard, sadistic sex, Priya climaxed.

It was unusual, to say the least. At the time, Jessica had been in the water for the longest yet, and the bubbles had been gone for a while. Priya took out the stone cock, gave a great cry of contentment, and, from a hole at the tip of the cock, a clear fluid shot out. It was a lot more cum than I believed a girl so small could hold, and I was amazed at how much she shot out to cover Jessica. Priya then sat down, tired from so much sex. Her subordinates dragged Jessica a bit away from the water, and almost threw the poor girl on the ground. They then masturbated and squirted their cum all over Jessica's face and body, drenching the poor girl.

"It's time to go", Priya said, after this had gone on for a bit. "Someone might be missing us, and when they find her, we might get into trouble." Quickly, all three left, Priya still carrying her stone cock talisman.

After making sure they were totally gone, I quickly rushed out to check on poor Jessica. She was lying on the ground, motionless, although I could see tears leaking out of the corners of her eyes. Quietly, I went up to her and touched her chest, to make sure she was still alive. Her eyes snapped open, fearful and surprised. After she saw my cock though, she whispered, "Are you...that one? The one that defeated Queen Tessa and humbled Queen Lisa?" I nodded, wondering how such news had traveled so far already.

She looked even more fearful, and her delicate, bronzed body began to slightly tremble.

"I'm Jessica. You're not going to hurt me, are you? Please don't, oh please. I'm already too hurt, and when I get back so late..." She burst into tears. Shushing her, I carried her to the lake, and washed the sticky girl cum and scent off of her. When I was done, I took her to the shore, and she stood silently, glistening, her blonde-brown hair flowing behind her, her slightly Asian eyes gazing thoughtfully and fearfully at me, her head lowered just a bit.

I couldn't help myself; Jessica was just too sexually arousing, and it had been hard to not fingerfuck her as I washed her in the river. However, I had to be careful. Although she was, by rights, one of my subjects, I was loath to harm her too much, after I had seen her abuse by the other three girls. So instead of just being straightforward and fucking her right there and then, I decided to arouse her a bit. Moving my head close to her pussy, I observed the small, brown crevice that led to a whole canyon of desire.

Gently parting her lips, I let my tongue travel her pink insides. Slowly at first, then faster and faster, I let my tongue dance in and out of her clit. I felt rather than saw her pussy getting wetter and wetter, and the pleasure she got as her legs began to shiver. A drop of girl cum rolled down her leg like a tear of joy. Yet her face still carried that mournful look, as if, at any time, she expected me to start raping her hard. I was sad that she might have thought that way, and vowed to make her love sex.

So, instead of fucking her after I teased her, I brought her with me, holding her hand all the way. As we walked, her still wet pussy dripped onto the brown earth, but her eyes and her face never lost that sad look.

And so it was, even after we arrived at Tessa's palace. Tessa herself wasn't there, having had to run off on some business, but someone surprising was.

As I walked in, a pale figure with blazing red hair nearly tackled me. Becky wrapped her arms around my waist, then clambered up and began to kiss me on the face, attempting to aim for the mouth but failing at times.

"I heard *kiss* what you did *kiss* with the Queens *kiss* and was sad *kiss* I couldn't be there. Some girl had hurt herself shoving things *kiss* up her pussy, and I *kiss* had to attend to that." Only after a multitude of kisses, including a really long one where we played with each others tongues, did she notice Jessica standing beside me.

"Who is that?" Becky demanded.

So I told her of Jessica's plight, and what had happened down by the lakeside. As I got to the part where Priya raped Jessica, Becky's pretty white face began to grow paler and paler, and I thought she might faint. After I finished, Becky exclaimed, "Oh gods this is not good!" Which was followed by a thump. Jessica had fainted.

As we took Jessica to Becky's room, where all the medical supplies were, Becky explained why she was so worried. "The stone cock, as you say, is a type of ancient magic, one that we have abandoned to the uncivilized. It does indeed grant pleasure to the wearer, but it drains the victim of life, until she finally collapses, to wake up nevermore. However, through difficult research, I have found that you may carry the cure. The white substance you release when pleasured, the cum, as you call it, has remarkable life restoring properties. If we play this just right, we may be able to rescue Jessica, although she will be forever dependant on your cum. If she strays too far from you or doesn't absorb cum for several days, she may fall back into this coma state. Still, it wouldn't be bad to have such a bodyguard for a Lord such as you..." It was the first time I heard myself referred to that way.

We had gotten to Becky's room, and now we laid Jessica down. Becky took, from her many vials, bowls, and containers, a sprig of some brownish-green herb, leafy, with short, woody stems. This she waved in front of Jessica's nose, then shoved up Jessica's pussy. After taking another bit, and shoving it up Jessica's ass instead, Jessica began to spasm.

"Now", stated Becky, "comes the harder part. You have exactly twenty-four hours to stimulate Jessica after she wakes up. Do anything you can to make her feel pleasure, pain, anything. She will act nearly like a doll, and obey your every will, so use that to your advantage. If, at the end of the twenty-four hours, she doesn't say a thing..." Becky trailed off, leaving me to imagine what would happen to poor, pretty, Jessica. "I'll stay here", Becky said, "and observe. A case like this has never happened before, and I'm quite curious about what might happen." She plopped her pretty little ass in a chair and scooted back a bit, leaving a good amount of room for me to play with Jessica. Presently, Jessica woke up. She sat up, and looked straight forward, as if she could do nothing else.

I looked to Becky, who impatiently said, "Well? What're you waiting for? Go!" So I did. At first, I gently stroked Jessica's face, expecting her to blink, to move, to do something. But no. She let me run my hands all over her warm, welcoming body, and, even when I began to roughly touch her privates, she didn't respond a bit. The current position of her body was awkward to play with, with her legs straight out in front of her, and her body at a strict ninety degree angle with her legs. I tried moving her, but her body was stiff and resisted me. Then, remembering what Becky said, "Get off of the bed and stand up", I commanded.

Jessica did as I was told, standing stiffly at attention. I played with her pussy as I had just hours before, moving the lips open to reveal the pink hole inside. Only now, the drip of lubricant that rolled down her leg seemed more like a tear of sadness than one of joy. Still, I vowed to try my hardest to get Jessica's mind back.

I stood up, my cock at full, stiff attention. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Becky staring at it ravenously, as if she wanted to do no more than drop her stylus and clay tablet, and start gobbling my cock.

"Kneel", I ordered Jessica. "Suck", I said, pointing at my dick. She obediently opened her mouth and guided my hard cock in, using her hands to play the tip, then the middle, then my balls, as the whole thing went deep down her throat. Her tongue delicately played over my skin, and I nearly came right then and there. Instead, I held the load my balls were begging to shoot, and intertwined my fingers with Jessica's pretty golden-bronze hair. Interestingly enough, she didn't resist as I forced her up and down on my cock.

Pretty soon, the stimulation was too much, and I began to cum. I barely got out the order, "Swallow" before releasing a whole tsunami of cum down Jessica's throat. Her throat pulsed as she easily drank down all the sticky cum I fed her, not letting a single drop escape. Here, I noticed Becky leaned forward, as if she expected something to happen. But even after I pulled my still stiff dick out of Jessica's mouth, she remained totally inert, just waiting for her next order.

So I gave it. "Stand", I stated. "Spread," pointing to her legs. She did as ordered, and I fucked her standing up, without warning. Still, Jessica gave no sign of knowing what I did.

Even as I put thrust after thrust into her warm, wet, tight pussy, her eyes stared straight forward, as if she was seeing nothing. Fueled by anger, I thrust even harder, almost bruising my balls as I slammed my dick deeper and deeper. Becky, on the side, watching this animalistic sex, had stopped writing on her clay tablet. Instead, her pen sized stylus was stroking her pussy, teasing her sensitive slit.

Again, I let out a load of cum like no other, spurting straight up Jessica's pussy. I felt her legs spasm once, as if she orgasmed too, but neither types of cum flowed from her pussy. Here, Becky reluctantly set down her stylus and came closer to observe what happened. I collapsed in a chair, tired from the vicious pummeling I had given.

"Hmm....the bitch! She absorbed all of your cum!" Becky forced her hand and wrist up Jessica's pussy, and roughly moved around a bit. Taking her hand out, I saw that it was sticky with girl cum, but none of mine. "I guess we'll have to keep on trying. Here, take this" she handed me a whip, and then, seeing my floppy cock, "Oh for gosh sake, this stuff isn't cheap you know." Becky took a glob of the goop which was their Viagra and rubbed it over my dick.

I was ready to go again, and this time, even more viciously than before. If this bitch wouldn't respond to my thrustings, I would ride her like a dog!

"Get on the bed and kneel down," I said. Her ass pointed toward me, so I got on the bed, whip in hand, throbbing dick ready for action.

I hardly remembered what happened in the next few minutes. I remember shoving my cock in her ass, the rock-hard tip parting her asscheeks and opening her tight hole. There the lust took over. Later on, as Becky described it, I was like "a demon of desire. When I saw you, I was afraid that you might fuck me...but then, I wanted it bad". I do remember riding her hard and deep, abusing her ass to the fullest I could abuse it. I remember lifting my arm and bringing the whip across her back, hard, giving her a back pattern, red on brown, that looked like a deranged spiderweb. Most of all, I remember her. She didn't turn around to look at me, and, even thrusting with all the power I had, her body somehow absorbed it, and her hair only gently swayed, as if she was not being fucked at all. The orgasm was great, with cum pouring out in large quantities and lights dancing before my eyes, but all I really paid attention too was the fact that she didn't respond one bit, her ass sucking up everything I released as if it was a sponge.

We fucked countless times that afternoon and night, her pussy taking on an unhealthy red-purple tinge, her ass much the same. I stopped only a bit to eat, and to sleep for a few short hours, cradling the unresponsive Jessica in my arms as I dozed off. Becky was with me the whole time, sleeping even less than I did, although that may have been partly because she had gotten her stylus stuck up her ass.

It was nearing her time. We had fucked all morning and noon today, and yet Jessica still remained unresponsive. I could tell it was nearing the time, not because of some internal watch, but because she was growing colder. Not in body, but in action. It took her longer to follow orders, and she behaved even more stiffly. Her pussy was less lubricated and some cum began to drip out of her orifices. Finally, after having orgasmed for the umpteenth time, I lost it. She was sitting in a chair, her legs wide apart. I had just been fucking her pussy. I could no longer bear that emotionless stare, those stiff yet warm limbs. I gave her a full backhand to the face, then brought my hand around for a forehand. Her head snapped to the left and right with resounding *crack*s, and then lolled on her chest. Becky began to get up, furious that I might have killed her, but then the most amazing thing happened. It began when Jessica lifted her head off from above her tiny tits, and looked at me. She whispered a word, so convoluted, yet so clear and beautiful I wanted to cry.

Then she began to spasm. I backed up to Becky, and saw that she was scribbling feverishly on her clay pad, staring intently at Jessica. Jessica's arms and legs began to flail, and she emitted a high-pitched keening sound. What was even more surprising was her growth. Her tits went from flat, boyish things to the size of cupcakes, the nipple growing more developed. She grew a bit taller, and her pussy matured and lengthened, and a tiny fuzz began to sprout from it. By the time she was finished, I guessed that she was about fifteen or sixteen, a bit old. Her face had gone from cute and angular to goddess-like, with a less cheek fat and a bit more prominent chin. Her hair had gone from a patchy gold-bronze to being more well mixed, a fluid combination of blonde and brown hair. She opened her Asian, almond shaped eyes and focused on me. After her eyes had roamed over me twice, her head fell back and she appeared to go to sleep.

"Well", said Becky, getting up and shaking her hand to get rid of cramps, "now is where you get to take care of her, and make sure she doesn't leave your side. Funny," said Becky, using her stylus to poke Jessica's tits, "I've never seen this development before. Nor this hair," she said, gesturing to Jessica's pubic hair.

I had to ask, "Why haven't you? What happens?"

"Oh, what do you mean what happens? I've just never seen that before..." and with that cryptic answer, Becky pointed at her ass. "Wanna help me get that stylus out of there? I've been using my spare, and now I hurt like a bitch!"

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